Life can be manic.
One minute you’re happily tootling along, work’s just fine and all is well.
One by one.
Things start going a little off track.
You’ve got a break booked. Work slides a little. You realise you’ll have to take your work with you. The house is a mess. The house isn’t as puppyproof as you’d hope it would be. You have no time left!
The joys and wonders of freelance living …
It’s all good. I’m a little up-to-my-eyeballs at the minute, but it’s fine. We’re getting puppies! So, if all goes well the work will be done, the house will be puppyproofed and we’ll soon have two new editorial assistants to keep Moss (our 14-year-old collie) on his toes.
And if I go awol for a week or two, you know why.
One thing freelancers are brilliant at …